I’m in the emotionally damaged mood to
indulge wallow in emo songs and do a little flashback.
It’s a little dejavu-ish.
No doubt I’m going to be labelled/judged/stereotyped after this sentence. To be quite frank, I don’t really give a damn. Avril Lavigne’s first album has brought me through the years (Thanks Jun. 🙂 ). I can easily relate to all her lyrics every now and then. Those lyrics were inspired by her own personal turmoil… Inner struggles. Relationships. Failure…
There was this song in particular, from Let Go, that I felt was my song. A strange connection existed between words and spirit. Back in secondary 1, I loved it so much, I even used it as my voice mail song. You know, instead of a monotonous female voice (Please leave a message after the tone. *Beep*), you’d hear a personalised recording. Haha Abang & Fengz, I bet the both of you and remember what the song was.
Whoever’s reading this now, I give you…
Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breathe?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed.
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life…
I’d rather be anything but ordinary please.
To walk within the lines would make my life so boring.
I want to know that I have been, to the extreme.
So knock me off my feet.
Come on now, give it to me.
Anything to make me feel alive.
Sometimes I get so weird,
I even freak myself out.
I laugh myself to sleep;
it’s my lullaby.
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I feel 13 again.